Raining on Sunday

By: Patrice

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars. I'm just having fun with my favorite characters.
Rating: R? It's not really graphic, but it is suggestive.
Notes: This is a challenge response. I made it a lot more sexual than I had originally intended.
Summary: The challenge was: Luke and Mara have been busy lately, and in a meeting they both just give in and kiss each other in front of everyone. Everyone is shocked when Luke firmly grabs Mara's hand and takes her out for the day. (I got a bit over excited when writing. ;) )

Luke was so sick of sitting here. He could tell Mara was tired of it too. They had been married for about 6 months and for some reason the bulk of that time had been spent in meetings. Meetings with the Empire, meetings with the High council, meetings with the Jedi, and meetings about meetings.

The Jedi Master was so bored he had resorted to doodling on his agenda. 6 months ago he would have felt guilty about doing it, but he was beyond caring at this point. The margins were filled with aliens, Jedi, lightsabers, and ships. Unfortunately he had run out of space on the sheet of flimsy, and the meeting was far from over. His lovely wife was sitting across the small rectangular table from him. She looked like she was paying attention, but Luke could tell that she was really singing the latest pop songs in her head.

He stretched his legs out in front of him to keep himself awake and accidentally came into contact with Mara's legs. That made her look up at him, and she playfully hit his shins with her toes. Luke couldn't resist hitting her back just as playfully.

Mara's lips curved into a smile that Luke knew could only mean trouble. He had started this, and she was going to take it up a notch. She kicked her shoes off and pushed her chair up closer so that she could reach Luke comfortably under the table. Her right foot slid inside his pants leg, and luckily for her he had chosen not to wear his boots today, opting for low cut sports shoes instead. She massaged his calf as best she could.

Luke kicked off his shoes too and mimicked her actions. Soon that wasn't enough. They each went a little higher than they had before. Luke licked his lips. He was now at Mara's thighs. His foot slid easily in between them, rubbing the warmth that was found there.

Mara barely contained a gasp of surprise. 'Two can play at this game.' She easily found the spot she was looking for. Luke was forced to close his eyes when she circled his growing bulge. Mara noticed that his footwork faltered a little. He soon got back into his rhythm and now it was Mara who was forced to bite her lip to keep a moan of pleasure silent.

The tension was growing between them and Mara didn't know how much longer she would be able to take this sweet distraction. It was Luke that decided for them.

The noble, reserved, and quiet Jedi Master stood up in his seat, crawled across the table and pulled Mara up to stand. Completely oblivious to the rest of the occupants in the room, Luke and Mara came together in a passionate kiss. Mara wound her fingers thru her husband's hair while Luke cupped a hand over her backside.

Still locked in their embrace, Luke climbed down from the table. The Jedi couple had never left a room faster, escaping to their apartment to finish what they started.